Bill's Apprentice//Male!Reader Insert

Chapter IX - Dancing Colors

*~Dipper's Point of View~*

Dipper didn't get much sleep that night. Mabel had her friends come over for the night, which irritated Dipper. Although with much pleading from Mabel, he decided to endure their annoying fangirl ways. Besides, he had his phone to block away their squealing.

Halfway through the night, his thoughts drifted to (M/n), his new friend. His breath always seem to be taken away by the (H/c) haired boy. The way his (E/c) eyes glimmered in joy and the way his lips curved into a smile. All of it seemed to mesmerize him.

Dipper was snapped out of his trance when Mabel intervined. She shook his shoulders.

"Yo, Dip! You seem to be a ghost there! Come join us in Truth or Dare!" Mabel happily said, poking his cheek.

Dipper looked away, irrittated. "More like Interrogation or Abuse." He said in an annoyed tone.

Mabel blew a raspberry on him and dragged him to the floor where Grenda and Candy sat. Mabel happily clasped her hands together in joy.

"Alright! I'm gonna spin the bottle first!" She declared before spinning the bottle towards Grenda's direction. The big girl gasped.

"Truth or Dare?" Mabel asked to her friend. Grenda placed her hand on her cheek and then slammed it on the floor, making it crack. "Dare!"

"I dare you...to crush the bottle using only your teeth!" Mabel pointed to a nearby bottle laying beside of her bed.

'Poor bottle.' Dipper said in his mind. He watched as Grenda placed the bottle between her teeth and shattered it into shards. She showed off her muscles. "GRENDA IS BEST!"

She earned some applause from Mabel and Candy while Dipper grinned. It was Grenda's turn to spin.

Luckily, the bottle didn't land on Dipper. It was like that for the next two dares. He almost thought it was never going to land on him. Almost.

Unfortunately, Mabel managed to point the bottle to Dipper. She smirked.

"Dipper, Truth or Dare?" She asked. Dipper chuckled nervously.

"Truth, I guess?" Bad choice.

"Do you have a crush on (M/n)?" The question made Dipper's stomach twist in all kinds of angles.

Candy and Grenda looked at his sister, confused. They both asked the same thing. "Who's (M/n)?"

Mabel smirked evilly at him. She scooted over to her best friends and took out her camera. Dipper got up and before he got to the camera, it was too late. The trio squealed louder than Waddles.

Mabel looked back at her brother, who was blushing furiously. "Well?" She asked smugly.

Dipper smacked a hand on his face and sighed.

"M-Maybe..."

The squeals were enough to wake up both Grunkle Stan and Grunkle Ford. They both raced to the room, brass knuckles on one hand and a laser gun on other.

"What's wrong kids?! Did a burglar get in here?" Stan asked, looking every inch of the room.

"Did a hyper-dimensional monster out to destroy humanity break in here?" Ford asked, pointing his laser gun everywhere but the kids.

The twins shook their heads. The two grunkles were disappointed. "Then why were you guys screaming like somebody's pickling your guts?" Stan asked once again.

"Dipper has another-" Dipper stopped Mabel before she could say anything further. "MOSQUITO BITE! Yes, those darn mosquitos!" He said awkwardly.

Stan and Ford looked at each other before shrugging and going back to their rooms. Dipper breathed a sigh of relief before grabbing his sister by the collar.